Stay

Chapter 4

I got home that night around 12, knowing I shouldn't be out too late since it was still Wednesday. I took a hot, long shower, letting the burning sensation take over my body once again. For my pajamas, I decided to wear a tank top and booty shorts, despite the freezing weather. After putting on my PJs, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I saw a hurt, confused girl looking back at me. Why was I doing this to myself? I slowly pulled up my arms to get a look at my badly-bruised wrists, but tightly shut my eyes, not being able to handle it yet. Everything happened so fast tonight, it all felt surreal. I climbed into my bed and cuddled into my blanket, wishing somebody was there to comfort me. And not just anybody; Jake. He was all I could think about ever since he practically rescued me from Adam. Adam..I let out a disgusted noise at the thought of him. That pig. I picked up my phone and texted him.  

~If you didn't know by now, we're over. Hope your face feels better!(:~ 

After I clicked SEND, I drifted off to sleep, only having thoughts of Jake in my head, replaying everything that happened tonight.  

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*BEEP BEEP* 

I woke up from the annoying noises of my alarm clock. I didnt want to go to school, I had to face Jake and Adam. I was more scared about Jake. I had mixed feelings for him, but I knew for sure that there were no feelings left for Adam. I lazily got dressed into an oversized sweater, tights, a gray beanie, and my white converse as I made my way downstairs. Mom was passed out on the couch. "I love you mom" I whispered, as I gave her a quick peck on the cheek, grabbed my keys and backpack and made my way out. The drive to school seemed like it lasted hours. I was about to pull into my usual parking spot, when I saw the big, black range rover that belonged to Jake. My heart skipped a beat as I saw his tall, lean figure walk out of the drivers seat. I deeply observed him. He was wearing a red plaid shirt with a white T-shirt underneath, once again showing off his toned stomach and chest. He had his black jeans hanging off his hips, as well as gray high tops and a black beanie. I saw a smirk forming on his plump lips, which means I had been caught staring. I remembered the feeling of those lips on my cheek and my body tingled at the thought. "Good morning Ms. Allie" he said, showing off his white teeth. I rolled my eyes as I remembered the stupid play we had to do together and drove away, looking for a new spot. The hours of the day seemed to drag, until it was finally last period, Theatre. I found myself excited for that class, but for one reason only-Jake. I didn't want to like him, but I couldn't help it. Then I remembered Adam. I hadn't seen him all day, which means he probably didn't want to show his face to the school after what happened last night.  

I walked into class to find Jake sitting in my seat, once again. I went to the back of the class, practically sitting by myself. I closed my eyes and tried to shake off all the feelings I had toward Jake, until I heard somebody sit in the chair next to mine. I opened my eyes and turned my head, only to see those familiar, honey-brown eyes again.  

"We have to work on the play.." He started to say, sounding sarcastic, "so how bout your place after school? 4:00?" He finished his sentence, once again revealing his perfect, white teeth. I just nodded and tried to avoid him until I heard the bell ring. I quickly walked out of class and into the parking lot, anxious to get home, away from school, friends-Jake.  

About an hour after I settled in at home, I heard the door bell and got up to open the door, knowing who it was. He walked in and we both sat on the couch. There was only silence. "So..about last night.." He finally broke the silence. "I'm sorry about beating up your boyfriend" he finished. "Ex..and no, that's fine. The asshole deserved it. Thanks for that.." My voice slowly drifted off, knowing my simple 'thank you' brought joy to Jake. I shivered at the thought of what Adam had done to me and pulled down my sleeves, covering the bruises. I don't think Jake had seen them yet.  

Silence again. 

"Why'd you do it?" I found my voice again, anxious for his answer. "I wanted to protect you, keep you safe. And he was hurting you.." He replied. "So..we should start working on that play, shouldn't we?" He added. I nodded and took him to my room, thinking we'd be more comfortable in there, but I was wrong. He awkwardly sat at the edge of my bed as I sat on the other side. I felt the bed shift as he got up and sat closer to me, making our legs touch. I looked down, feeling insecure. He softly lifted my chin with his gentle touch so I would be facing him. I started to get hot and rolled up my sleeves again, not realizing I was revealing my bruises. When I finally realized, I let out a small gasp and attempted to quickly pull my sleeves down again, but I was too late. Jake had already seen it. His face filled with worry and golden-brown eyes suddenly turned into black, angry eyes again as he lifted my arms closer to his face to get a closer look. "Did that prick do this to you?" He spoke, anger clearly heard in his voice. I felt tears roll down my cheeks again as I began I sob. His eyes shifted back into a lighter shade of dark brown, showing that he was still angry. He slowly lifted my wrists up the his full lips and placed soft, gently kisses on all my bruises. I closed my eyes, taking in his affection towards me, as I felt his soft hands wipe away my tears again. I opened my eyes to meet his honey eyes once again, meaning he calmed down a bit. I removed my arms from his soft grasp and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He tightly grabbed onto my waist, not wanting to let me go either.No guy had ever treated me this way, not even Adam. Adam was just possessive and overprotective. Jake was protective, caring, affectionate.. 

We slowly pulled away from the hug and stared into each others eyes again. I felt myself melt as I brought his face close to mine again, pressing his lips to my forehead. He lowered his face and leveled it with mine, making eye contact with my again. I don't know what got over me, but my hand made its way up to his neck again, pulling him closer, making our foreheads touch. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, attaching our lips, giving me the most gentle, passionate kiss I'd ever gotten, showing me that he's there for me. That, unlike Adam, he'll stay..